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The Refuse

Updated on September 8, 2013
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The Refuse

By Tony DeLorger © 2011


I am surrounded by debris,

looking back it is impenetrable,

like massive fragments of jagged stone,

strewn across the path I have trodden.

Beneath the refuse,

it reads like a classical tragedy,

the loss and pain of past,

tearing at my soul,

leaving it yearning for the healing hand,

of love’s tender touch.

I am not consumed by what has been,

but recognising it makes me wonder

how I am still here.

Its immensity now strikes me,

wounds so deep

I feel them,

and the void they occupy.

Sometimes I experience clarity,

an innate knowing of this purpose,

but other times it is just

overwhelming, too much.

I must look forward,

allow resolution

to create forward movement,

but the debris

still encroaches upon the path,

rimming it enough

to make each step uncertain,

hesitant.

The path is long,

and a far distant horizon beckons,

and each step I take with hope,

knowing I am the master,

the creator.

But the soul is weakened,

the scars are deep

and my understanding

still drives me to know,

my human plight.

I now need company,

a soul to nurture

what can be made whole.


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      Tony DeLorger 6 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks Binaya, I do appreciate the compliment. I'm just glad you enjoy what I do. Thanks again.

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      Binaya.Ghimire 6 years ago

      You are one of the few poets on hubpages whose all work I try to read

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      Tony DeLorger 6 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thankyou Prashant, I'm glad you did. Thanks for reading and making a comment.

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      Prashant angiras 6 years ago from shimla(india)

      The loss and the pain that we been through in your past is something that haunts our mind,we can get over the pain partially,some of it will always reaming to remind us of our past.i liked your poem.